Lunch break.

Shanqi drinks sweet milk to play with his mobile phone, he naturally did not miss this shocking gossip.

There was only two hours of full lunch break. Shan Qi was too lazy to run back and forth at home, and simply didn't leave at the school.

Shan Qi laughed while looking at it. I felt very funny when I experienced it in person. I didn't expect to be said from a third -party perspective -even fun!

Except for him and Qin Yimu in the classroom, everyone else went home.

The room was full of a single chess voice. He bit the straw and felt boring. He lay on the table and went to Qin Yimao. Handsome. "

Qin Yimu organized the notes in the morning class, "Um."

"Well? What do you think is more handsome?" Shan Qiyi scored twice down and found that the evaluation was five or five points. Some said that he also said that Qin Yimu was said. However, at the end of the last layer When, Shan Qi stunned.

——Shanqi is Omega, shouldn't be handsome, should it be beautiful?

Shan Qi: "???"

When Qin Yimu saw that his expression was wrong, he glanced sideways. When he saw that sentence, he was a little loose on his indifferent face, leaned slightly later, and looked at Shan Qiyu without a word.

"... What do you look at me?" Shan Qi turned his phone and surrounded his chest carefully.

How can men describe beauty? Intersection

Even Omega is not good!

You have to catch this postplayer, and school in a small black house!

When Qin Yimu saw him like a puffer fish, he raised his hand and poked his cheeks, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Shan Qi was stunned by him, and the sigh of breath suddenly disappeared without a trace -he was not angry at all, and he seemed to be coaxed inexplicably, and then he had no temper.

"Um?"

"Don't be hungry." Shan Qi shook his head, pulled Qin Yimu's hand pad to his cheek, lying on the table and said, "It's not long after eating breakfast."

Breakfast for eating during the big class, pigs are not so diligent.

Shan Qi asked again: "Are you hungry at the table?"

If the same table is hungry, it will definitely consume too much mental exercise and have nothing to do with pigs.

"No." Qin Yimu handed him a notes that had just been sorted.

Shan Qi stunned, "Give me?"

Qin Yiyan Jian Jian: "Copy."

Shan Qi: "???"

Copy, copy ... copy? Intersection

Looking at only four in the morning, more than thirty pages of handwriting was written, and Shan Qi swallowed hard.

And wandering in the two cases that pushed the notes back, or took it to collect the same tables but to copy.

In the end, he firmly took Qin Yimu's notes and copied it.

"Handwritten." Qin Yimu only saw what Shan Qi was thinking, "I will check it."

The smile on Shan Qi's face collapsed: "No, the same table! Note to check!"

You are responsible for your teacher.

Qin Yimu ordered a few notes at his fingertips. Needless to say, his attitude was clear, and he was finished.

Shan Qiyu stuffed the note under the body, then lay on it, blocked the handwriting firmly, and said with a sullen voice: "I don’t want to write."

"no."

"..."

After speaking, Qin Yimu thought about it and said, "Language."

"Ah? Chinese?" Shan Qiyi sat straight and turned from the schoolbag.

"You didn't bring a language document at the same table?" When he handed the book to Qin Yimu, he was still thinking, isn't there a Chinese class in the morning, did Qin Yimu take the book during class? Do you take it? Didn't you take it?

... Oh yes, I fell asleep.

Sitting and sleeping.

When I was thinking, I saw Qin Yimu's language on the table. He raised an eyebrow and asked: "At the same table, aren't you brought a Chinese book?"

"Um."

Without too much explanation, started drawing the focus on the book with a marker. Some of the remote words also specifically marked Pinyin, and some of them were not easy to understand idioms.

At the beginning, Shan Qi thought he was a key point to help himself, to make up for the content that he didn't hear in the get out of class, knots, fruit, this is simply a walking human -shaped dictionary!

Some idioms do not need to analyze Qin Yimu, he also understands, but he understands the meaning, instead of explaining the same words like Qin Yimu as a dictionary explanation.

Black fonts appear on the side of the text, because the place is not large, Qin Yimu's words are written very small, and densely squeezed together but not chaotic, neatly printed.

Shan Qiyu never felt that it turned out that people's writing could make people relax.

Following Qin Yimu's pen tip all the way down, the pen Feng was slightly raised, and the writing was very smooth.

Unconsciously, Shanqi held his hand holding his jaw, put his left hand on the table, and tapped the table with rhythm at the fingertips. He looked at Qin Yimu's hand intently — the hand at the same table was also very beautiful.

This idea appeared inexplicably in his mind.

Shan Qi sighed, saying that there were no absolute perfect people or things in the world.

Those who say this must have never seen Qin Yimu.

‘Well’ slightly hard paper pages, made a sound, immersed in the world of their brain supplement, and Shan Qiyi suddenly returned, and then held Qin Yimu ’s hand.

—— "Same, Tong Tong -the same table!"

He almost stood up and sat up.

In order to prevent Qin from turning the pages.

The attitude of the prevention is obvious. Qin Yimu does not want to doubt it. However, he did not ask too much about this page of the book, but said, "Hand."

Shan Qiyu didn't lift one hand, and the other hand was pressed up. Anyway, the attitude was clear, and it was over.

He explained to Qin Yimu seriously: "I listened carefully to this page and took notes myself."